Bishop blinks slowly after hearing his name whispered like that; so familiar that it makes his heart ache. But then Sawyer is in his lap, a familiar weight. Even the way he moves is exactly the same. The way his heart beat quickens. All of it is so much the same that it’s hard to….
“Can what?” He repeats even lower than before. Was this cheating? What was this? What was going on? Bishops heart was pounding so hard he was sure Sawyer would hear it.
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Date: 2022-04-24 04:22 am (UTC)Bishop blinks slowly after hearing his name whispered like that; so familiar that it makes his heart ache. But then Sawyer is in his lap, a familiar weight. Even the way he moves is exactly the same. The way his heart beat quickens. All of it is so much the same that it’s hard to….
“Can what?” He repeats even lower than before. Was this cheating? What was this? What was going on? Bishops heart was pounding so hard he was sure Sawyer would hear it.